Flash Fiction: Premonition
Good morning and Happy Friday!
Have you ever had a recurring dream? Have you ever dreamed one thing and woken up in a nightmare? What if you dreamed about being alive when the reality is you are dying?
Sometimes, we create a fantasy to escape the reality. Other times we relive when our lives changed forever.
This piece is based on some true events.
Andrew woke with a start. He gasped and wiped the sweat of his brow. Still shaking he made his way to the bathroom. In the mirror staring back at him was an old man. He looked like Death.
Angrily Andrew walked away from the image. Despite having a meeting early the next day he went to his desk to shake off the effect of the dream.
As a pain went shooting through his brain Andrew fell to the floor.
He lay helplessly while EMT’s carted him to the hospital.
He watched as the doctors told his wife about the bleeding in his head. He watched his young son cry.
Doctors came in and out. The nurses would ask Andrew to move his fingers. Panic would rise when he could not do this.
Family came in one by one. His parents, his cousins, his brothers. Andrews wife.
Good bye they all said.
I am ok, this is just a dream. It is not real. He thought, wishing he could wake up.
The doctor’s came to unplug the machines.
The time seemed to slow down. He tried to open his mouth to scream. The lights faded as a woman sobbed. His wife.